| Lay your body down upon the midnight snow
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| Feel the cold of winter in your hair
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| Here in a world of your own
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| In a casing that’s grown
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| To a children’s delight
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| That arrived overnight
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| And here they come to play their magic games
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| Carving names upon your frozen hand
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| Here in a world of your own
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| Like a sleeper whose eyes
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| Sees the pain with surprise
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| As it smothers your cries
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| They’ll never never know
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| Hey there’s a Snowman
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| Hey, Hey what a Snowman
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| Pray for the Snowman
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| Ooh, Ooh what a Snowman
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| They say a snow year’s a good year
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| Filled with the love of all who lie so deep
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| Smiling faces tear your body to the ground
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| Covered red that only we can see
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| Here in a ball that they made
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| From the snow on the ground
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| See it rolling away
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| With wild eyes to the sky
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| They’ll never, never know
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| Hey there’s a Snowman
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| Hey what a Snowman
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| Pray for the Snowman
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| Ooh, Ooh what a Snowman
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| They say a snow year’s a good year
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| Filled with the love of all who lie so deep
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| Hey there goes the Snowman
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| Hey there what a Snowman
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| Hey there lies the Snowman
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| Hey he was a Snowman
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| They say a snow year’s a good year
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| Filled with the love of all who lie so deep |